After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Soft and Cute Zhouzhou, Fishing Online
“An evil practitioner?” The Ancestral Master appeared out of nowhere, his gaze cold as he stared at the old Taoist priest. “Zhouzhou, did you see that? If you encounter people like this in the future, beat them to death!”

Not all practitioners of feng shui and divination are good people. Those who harm others with their arts are considered evil practitioners. It’s because of people like them that their sect’s reputation is tarnished, leading to the decline of the Mystery Sect. Such people must be eliminated one by one.

Zhouzhou nodded vigorously. Anyone who dared to bully her mother deserved to die! But before they die, it’s only fair to collect a little interest, right?

Zhouzhou’s eyes sparkled as she stared at the Tianpeng Ruler on the old man’s waist. Who would have thought that someone like him would have so many treasures? Dafu was right, bad students always have the best stationery.

Clenching her fists, Zhouzhou exchanged a knowing glance with the patriarch, both of them sharing a sly smile.

When the old man looked over, Zhouzhou immediately put on a simple and honest smile, running over with her short legs. The lucky hairpin on her head bobbed up and down, and her shiny black eyes were fixed on the candied hawthorn in his hand, making her drool.

Tilting her head, she asked sweetly, “Grandpa, is the candied hawthorn tasty?”

As she spoke, she swallowed hard, her chubby little face looking so innocent and naive, like someone easy to fool.

Wu Dongfeng glanced at Zhouzhou disdainfully, thinking she was just a gullible little kid.

With a fake smile, he bent down and said, “Yes, it’s very tasty. Do you want some?”

“Yes!” Zhouzhou reached out her chubby hand to take it, but just as she was about to grab it, she pulled back, hiding her hand behind her back and shaking her head. “No, my teacher said I can’t eat things from strangers.”

Despite her words, her eyes remained fixed on the candied hawthorn, her little face full of conflict, wanting it but also being afraid.

Hearing this, Wu Dongfeng dismissed her even more, thinking she was just an easily manageable preschooler.

Pretending to be angry, he said, “Fine, I’ll leave then. You’re really ungrateful. I’ll eat it myself!”

He turned to leave, but Zhouzhou quickly called out, “Grandpa, don’t go! I want to eat it.”

Stupid child, Wu Dongfeng thought with a cold sneer. Turning back, he asked, “Why, I’m also a stranger. Are you not afraid?”

“Grandpa, you look like a good person!” Zhouzhou said flatteringly, “I want to eat it.”

“Alright then, here you go.” Wu Dongfeng handed her the candied hawthorn.

As soon as Zhouzhou got it, she took a big bite, scrunching her face at the sourness but too reluctant to spit it out.

What a foodie, Wu Dongfeng thought darkly. Eat up, once you finish, I’ll send you on your way!

Coincidentally, Zhouzhou had the same idea.

Holding the candied hawthorn, her cheeks bulging, she looked at him innocently while thinking about where the stinkiest gutter in Jing City was. That’s where trash like him belonged.

After finishing the last piece, before she could swallow it, Zhouzhou suddenly collapsed to the ground.

She lasted longer than most, Wu Dongfeng thought, raising an eyebrow. Normally, three or four pieces would be enough to knock someone out.

He climbed over the fence, tucked her under his arm, and was about to leave when a shout came from behind: “Who are you? Put her down!”

Wu Dongfeng turned around, a hint of surprise in his eyes as if he recognized the old man. But he was just an old man with a cane, nothing to worry about.

Seeing no response, and with the little girl’s arms hanging limply, clearly unconscious, Grandpa Xi frowned, face stern as he swung his cane. But before he could strike, a cloud of powder hit him. He held his breath, but it was too late. With a thud, he fell to the ground.

Wu Dongfeng looked at him, stroking his chin. An elder of the Xi family, worth some money indeed.

He picked the old man up, slinging him over his shoulder, and walked away with the little girl tucked under his other arm, unaware that Zhouzhou had already opened her eyes.

Wu Dongfeng held Zhouzhou under his arm, while Grandpa Xi was slung over his shoulder, head hanging down, coincidentally right next to Zhouzhou. She finished the last piece of candied hawthorn and tilted her head to look at Grandpa Xi, her expression complicated.

Seeing his face slowly turning pale, Zhouzhou casually pulled out a pill from her hair, broke open the beeswax, and stuffed it into his mouth. Poor Grandpa Xi, getting involved in this mess despite being so weak. He really was a worry!

As Wu Dongfeng opened the car door, Zhouzhou quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be unconscious again. Wu Dongfeng, overconfident, didn’t pay them any attention and didn’t notice her movements. He carelessly threw the old man and the little girl into the back seat, got into the driver’s seat, and drove off quickly.

After about two hours, they finally stopped in front of a villa. Zhouzhou was still tucked under Wu Dongfeng’s arm, her small head curiously observing her surroundings, her gaze landing on a large water tank in the yard.

Undoubtedly, the feng shui here was excellent. However, it wasn’t natural but stolen. The water tank acted like a mirror, blocking bad luck from entering the household and siphoning good luck from others. It even had a reinforcement array set up, clearly giving no chance for others to thrive. No wonder the area looked so desolate—something bad must have happened to the neighbors.

Zhouzhou’s expression turned cold, her chubby fists clenched. This evil practitioner truly deserved to die!

As she was contemplating this, a weak voice suddenly sounded beside her, “You…”

Grandpa Xi had woken up. Startled, Zhouzhou quickly fished out another pill and stuffed it into his mouth, causing him to pass out again, though his consciousness remained alert. What on earth was going on? Grandpa Xi wondered, unable to open his eyes despite his efforts.

After giving him the pill, Zhouzhou closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious again. Hearing the noise, Wu Dongfeng glanced back but saw Grandpa Xi’s eyes tightly shut and assumed he had misheard. He casually threw them on the ground, gulped down a glass of water, and made a phone call.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhouzhou secretly slipped a communication talisman into Grandpa Xi’s hand. Grandpa Xi could feel her movements but couldn’t respond. Before he could process what was happening, a familiar voice made his body tense.

“Is everything done?”

The soft, familiar female voice belonged to Xi Zhi, whom he had just bailed out. How could it be her? Grandpa Xi was shocked, but to Wu Dongfeng, he seemed like he was just lying there motionless.

Wu Dongfeng snapped a photo and sent it over, saying, “I brought the little one and your old man.”

Xi Zhi was silent for a moment. Wu Dongfeng, sitting on the sofa, asked, “You want this little girl’s fortune. I’ve brought her, but what about the old man? He’s got a life full of wealth and honor, but you’ve already taken quite a bit of his luck over the years. If you take more, he’ll die.”

“Then let him die,” Xi Zhi’s cold voice came through. “He can’t protect me anyway, so he’s useless. It’s better if he dies. While they’re busy with his funeral, I’ll be able to leave the country. Xi Mo and Xi Yan will be too occupied to deal with me.”

She let out a cold laugh, recalling her recent experiences with hatred. She never wanted to go back to prison. She hated not only Xi Mo and Xi Yan but also Grandpa Xi, who couldn’t stop Xi Mo from taking her away. What use was he?

“You’re really heartless,” Wu Dongfeng clicked his tongue in disapproval.

Grandpa Xi’s heart sank completely.

Zhouzhou peeked through her eyelids, glancing at him smugly. See, she thought, he’s just a fool! Protecting the wrong people and neglecting the right ones!

As she was lost in her thoughts, she forgot one crucial thing. At that moment, Qin Lie was in a meeting when his phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he raised his hand to pause the meeting. Answering the call, before he could speak, Qin Feng’s panicked voice came through, “Uncle, Zhouzhou is missing!”